Ximen Longting's eyes flashed coldly.

Jing Jiaren knew what he disliked, so she wanted to use these words to stimulate him, lest he become nostalgic for her and refuse to let her go.

"If you pay me, I'll take the initiative." She stroked his cheek with her frivolous fingers.

Doesn't he always dislike women who come to his door?

He likes the feeling of conquest, but she just doesn't need him to do it, and she takes the initiative to surrender.

There was a gloom on Ximen Longting's face: "You took the initiative?"

"Yes, you have just eaten and your stomach feels uncomfortable. I am on top and you are on the bottom."

Jing Jiaren smiled lightly and said, "I will serve you with all my heart."

His voice vibrated in his throat: "Are you really a prostitute?"

"If you don't like it, we will only talk about love and not make love!"

"How much do you want?"

Jing Jiaren took Ximen Longting's hand and placed it on her plump round body: "How much do you think I am worth?"

"Not worth a penny."

"Don't be so stingy, right? You can afford to live in such a house and have so many servants... I don't believe you can be stingy."

Make him think she is a money-grubbing woman!

She remembered that he hated powerful money-worshiping girls!

He once said that anyone would bow down under his power, except her...

"You can't get anything out of me even if you give me too little money, right?"

Ximen Longting threw her hand away in disgust.

Just as he turned to leave, he suddenly grabbed her waist and pressed her hard into his body.

Damn it!

He used to hate the most and have the most shortage of women like this. As long as he hooked his fingers, he would follow her.

The woman in front of him just looked like Jing Jiaren in temperament, but he easily aroused desire!

"Check or cash?"

Jing Jiaren hesitated: "Cash."

Take it away directly, cleanly.

It happened that she was short of money - and for Ximen Longting, asking him how much he wanted was just a drop in the bucket.

Just think of it as a father’s living expenses for his son!

"How many do you want?"

"Please give me a price. I really want to know how much I'm worth in your eyes."

"One million."

"What did you say?" Jing Jiaren stared at him in slight shock.

Ximen Longting raised his evil lips: "Is that too much?"

"...I'm only worth a million?"

Seeing Ximen Longting looking at her with a strange look - for ordinary people, one million is not a small amount.

What's more, playing with a married woman has become a taboo for Ximen Longting. He used to be so hygienic that he only played with virgins.

But when he entered her for the first time, he felt that she was not a virgin, and he became annoyed.

When he heard her say that she was married, he almost wanted to strangle her to death...

"A second-hand item, how much do you think it's worth?"

"One million, I think it's a lot," Jing Jiaren laughed, "Maybe I've never seen so much money in my life. Boss, you are so generous to me."

"..."

Ximen Longting's eyes flashed with frivolity leisurely, he let go of her coldly, walked to the service bell in a few strides and coldly picked up the inside line.

Jing Jiaren wiped off the remaining cream on her face with a tissue. The greasy feeling was very uncomfortable...

Soon, a bodyguard put the money he had prepared on the coffee table.

The small gold-leaf box was opened, and inside was cash placed on the first base.

Ximen Longting picked up a stack and raised it in his hand: "There are 2.5 million here."

Jing Jiaren only felt a burning pain in her cheek!
Chapter completed!